CATHERINE
I ran.
Even as every breath I took tore at my lungs, every step echoed in my ears. The warehouse was close to pitch black but the glow of the exit sign burned bright red ahead of me like a beacon through the whole chaos. My legs were shaking, threatening to give out but the fear kept me moving.
I pushed the door open with a groan, the night air hit me like. The black sedan was parked where Ronald said it would be. My hands shook as I fumbled with the door handle, but before I could climb in, a hand yanked me back.
My head slammed against the car window, the glass cracked but didn’t break, spiderwebbing out like veins. Pain exploded through my skull leaving me momentarily disoriented.
“You think we didn’t know?” a familiar voice sneered.
The bodyguard… the one who’d taunted
